That night, when she woke up I handed over to her the three parts Oshino gave me -- regarding the heart, she was perplexed, but I told her the truth of the matter as it stood. Kissshot, liquidating the question with an easygoing "I see", bit into that deep red heart as if it were an apple.

The rule is that you must not be present when a lady is eating.

That means I went out into the corridors.

And then after a little while -- I heard that gleeful scream.

It was -- a voice of joy from the bottom of the heart.

I opened the door and went back inside the classroom.

Complete form Kissshot was standing there.

It was the woman I met that day under the streetlight.

The golden hair.

It grew further, and it was a little done up in the nape.

The chic dress -- it was even much taller than me.

Honestly, I thought she was beautiful.

It's different from being lovely, or cool -- I think that maybe, in my life until now, I've never felt not even once such beauty before.

No.

Even that day I -- thought so.

Undoubtedly -- it was the complete form.

It was the looks of the complete her.

"Yahooo! I am back, I am back!"

"............"

Well, if in her complete looks she didn't do things like skip jumping inside the crammed classroom, I could have gotten much better memories, possibly even feeling deeply moved.

She was in high spirits for sure.

No solemnity or anything whatsoever.

"Kissshot......, incidentally, it looks like Oshino during the day has gone somewhere"

"Yea? Is there something wrong?"

"Well, it's about the heart. I wondered if you weren't angry about it"

"It is all right, I bestow him my pardon -- or to better say, I could not care less!"

Kyahahahaha, she makes a laugh with a lovely voice not appropriate to her looks, and she continues to skip around.

Hmmm.

Still, I didn't notice it that much under that street light, but...... the bust of Kissshot is superbly big.

Each time she hops it shakes, shakes, shakes, shakes.

I have the impression even the front of the dress is opening up.

I see, so from that (10 years) she undergoes that kind of progress (17 years), and she finally becomes this (27 years), huh......

It's a mystery.

"............"

If I begged her now that she is jubilating in such high spirits, maybe she would let me touch her breast, it's not like such wicked impulse wasn't floating in my head, but I didn't have the courage to put it into practice.

That is to say, there's a limit on how much you can be a spoilsport.

"Hm"

Suddenly.

Kissshot abruptly became motionless.

What, did she read my mind?

I became uneasy at once, and

"Wh-What's wrong, Kissshot?"

I asked.

I even have the impression my voice turned inside out.

".................."

Kissshot stood still for a while, and that intensified my uneasiness, however after another while,

"Hm? What is it?"

She said.

"Just now, were thou talking to mine afterimage?"

"A-Afterimage?"

"As a matter of fact, just now I traveled around the Earth seven and a half times"

"Are you light!?"

Even if I do say so myself.

That was a retort that I won't believe I actually made for the rest of my life.

"Just kidding, that was a fib! With seven laps and a half in this moment I would be in Brazil!"

Kissshot cackled.

Wow, she sure is in high spirits.

"Ha ha. It feels so good. Being complete with oneself -- servant"

Afterwards Kissshot continued to frolic for another two hours, but at that point naturally she seemed to have calmed down at last, and said that.

"Once again, let me thank thee. Of course, I thought thou would skillfully gather my limbs, but to gather even the heart of which not even I was aware of, that was really an unexpected labor. I bestow thee my praise"

"I don't know"

Even if she thanked me and praised me, I couldn't help but feel uneasy.

I still couldn't shake the feeling of being victim of a scheme.

Like I was manipulated -- that's what I think.

"I just have the impression I did nothing but run around in circles -- rather than gathering them I felt like they gathered themselves"

If you asked me whom I have to thank, I'd say it's thanks to Oshino.

But since Oshino would hate to hear that, then I'd say it's thanks to Hanekawa.

Hanekawa Tsubasa.

Incidentally, tonight she is not coming.

We have decided the next meeting will be at the new school term.

We decided it together.

Well, obviously now that I defeated all the three specialists of vampire exorcism, I don't think she will be in danger anymore, but -- I still judged it best for her not to come close to this cram school ruin.

At the point in time when I decided that it was also uncertain whether Guillotinecutter would have actually returned Kissshot's arms or not.

Even if I say the new school term -- that's already the day after tomorrow though.

It's already close.

And when we will meet again I -- will be a human.

That's my expectation.

......In the end Oshino openly avoided Hanekawa and left, but I think I got the impression Hanekawa wanted to meet him. Come to think of it -- I failed to asked her.

Well -- at this point it's too late.

More importantly.

"Kissshot. I'm sorry to say this when you are so worked up, but -- if possible, I would like to be turned back into a human quickly"

"Ah, of course. Relax, for I will turn thee back into a human -- but servant. Before that, shall we talk a little?"

"Talk?"

"Some catching up -- ha, nothing of the sort. It is just that I want to tell thee something about turning thee back into a human"

The tone of Kissshot was calm.

Even her eyes were once again cold.

It seems she's in her serious mode.

"Well, fine"

"Yea. Then shall we change place?"

"Not here?"

"Wherever is fine, but let us create atmosphere"

Let us go up, said Kissshot.

As I am told to do, I go out this room, and I climb the stairs -- it seems by now the rain ceased, but it's already night, wherever we go there isn't the risk of evaporating.

Kissshot passed me on the way to the stairs, and then in the end we climbed up to the fourth floor.

She chose the room Oshino and I went in during daytime.

I thought we certainly would have talked here, but Kissshot seemed dissatisfied, and

"Shall we go higher than this?"

she asked.

"The building doesn't have a rooftop, does it? I didn't notice anything that resembled an emergency staircase either"

I said, and

"Hmm"

said Kissshot, as she glared at the ceiling.

Crack.

And a portion of the ceiling blew off.

The concrete rained down, but she, without minding that,

"Follow me, servant"

said, and (like it was natural) from a point on her dress which on the large back was open like the bust part, she grew a pair of bat-like wings (!), she flapped, and she went out from the hole in the ceiling opened by her glare.

"............"

No, there are too many things I could retort at.

Your ecology is full of holes.

I mean, Kissshot's glare has a physical destruction power...... even the viciousness of Episode's eyes totally pales.

It surpasses Dramaturgie's shape-shifting power.

She has grown wings.

I tried to do the same thing too, but aside from plants that filled like crazy my daydreaming until now, I had never imagined to grow wings, so of course I couldn't do it.

I use an ordinary jump, and pass through that hole.

Well, even this is plenty amazing, isn't it?

Ruins, the rooftop of the cram school -- actually, rooftop might not be accurate, after all we are just above the roof.

On that roof.

Kissshot was waiting for me sitting squatted.

Under the starlight at night -- the much more melancholic image of the sitting girl possessed even a bizarre charm. Though it was uncalled for, I became strangely tense.

I don't know why.

I cowered, and shrinked.

Complete form -- her complete looks.

A complete existence.

And -- a superior existence.

I -- felt she was making me realize that after all I was nothing but her subordinate.

"Hm?"

Suddenly, Kissshot looks this way.

"What are thou doing? Come closer"

"......Yes"

As I was told -- I sat down next to Kissshot.

I do it and abruptly I received a headbutt.

She butted me.

"Wha-what are you doing!?"

"What are thou afraid of -- thou are my precious servant. I will not eat thee"

"Y-You're right......"

Her words has seen through my heart.

Certainly though, if I see Kissshot laughing in that way, I start feeling stupid for shrinking.

Thinking that, I relax at once.

"Well now, what were we talking about?"

"Didn't you say there was something you wanted to talk about?"

About turning me back into a human.

You said that before.

"That manner of speaking was not accurate. It is not that there was something I wanted to talk about, I just wanted to talk and anything will do"

"? Don't say something strange"

Let's chat a little.

I don't know when, but I remember being told that by Hanekawa.

Well, although she is a vampire, she is still a woman, I guess?

Maybe she likes to chat.

So it's like a party to commemorate her complete recover.

"Is it something I will need for when you will turn me back into a human?"

"It is needed. By me"

"Hmmm. But you have lived 500 years. You shouldn't lack stories to talk about"

"It did not happened much"

Kissshot replies to my words.

"Because I just fought to the death the whole time with people like those three -- before I notice I had become a legend. Well, a man like that brat is rare--"

"Brat...... Oshino?"

"Picking my heart without me noticing it is quite a feat. Though I will not be stupefied -- I do not even know when we crossed path"

"I wonder who is that guy"

"Who knows. However, if I consider that brat could have devoted himself only to vampire exorcism, even I tremble. I was lucky he is an opportunist who continues to stay neutral"

"Opportunist......"

I even thought it was a cruel manner to talk about him, but unexpectedly it seemed an appropriate title for Oshino. If I told it to him, he is quite capable of calling himself that with glee.

"So what happened this time in itself was stimulating -- however, basically they were 500 boring years. ......Oh yea. Speaking of things I should talk of, in the end, I guess there is only that man"

"That man?"

"I already told thee thou are the second subordinate I created, did I not? Therefore this is the story of the first subordinate"

"The first--"

Let me see.

It was a story -- of 400 years before, right?

"Ah yes. Now that you mention it, I think you told me. I was the second after 400 years -- I remember I heard something that resembled a Koshien invitation"

"Koshien?"

"Err, don't mind it. It was just a metaphor. More importantly, what kind of guy was the first subordinate? I'd like to hear it"

"Yea. I will tell thee"

"Was he a guy like me?"

"? Why do thou think so?"

"Er, that is--"

I didn't tell her.

Well, Oshino is not here anymore, so it's fine.

"--The truth is I heard this from Oshino. There are two meanings in a vampire sucking blood, even if your blood is sucked, you don't necessarily become a vampire"

"Hm"

Kissshot frowned.

"......Do not misunderstand. It is not like I tried to save thy life -- I just turned thee into a subordinate to use thee for gathering my limbs. By now I can reveal it to thee, but if I said it to thee from the beginning, thou might not have obeyed, so I lied"

"Oshino said you would have told me so"

"............"

Kissshot stayed silent.

And then she didn't say anything.

Whether it was because I hit the bull's eye, or because I missed the mark...... I couldn't tell though.

"W-Well, so I was wondering if he could have resembled me -- at any rate, the persons you chose to turn into a subordinate have been two"

"He had in common with thee just the race"

I went back at what I was saying while thinking that after all I should have stayed silent, but Kissshot flatly denied my conjecture.

"That guy was a warrior -- worthy of entrusting my back to, a remarkable warrior"

"Uhmmm...... well, I can't guard your back"

At best, I think I can guard your house.

Actually, I might not be able to guard even that.

"Well, it was 400 years before. Unlike now, all men must have been sorts of warriors"

"Thy historical viewpoint seems to be full of bias and distorted"

"Err"

I'm not good at world history.

"No, look, somehow I have this character, you know, so I'm not good with a hysteric way of thinking"

"I never knew there was the second meaning of hysteric in 'historical'"

It was exposed I'm also not good at English.

"However, it has been a while since I came into this country. Certainly it seems to have become peaceful -- this country alone seems detached from the world"

"I'm sorry, I am peace-addicted"

I think this is not really something to be sorry about, though.

However, I was not a warrior for sure.

Now matter how much airs of Gakuen Inou Batoru I put on, I am an ordinary person through and through -- no matter how much skill I am given as a vampire, I'm like a middle-schooler possessing a butterfly knife.

Kissshot surely must have been dissatisfied.

All the more if the first was that awesome.

"Well, the fact that you turned me into a subordinate, whether it was because you were thinking about my life, or whether it was in order to gather your limbs, in the end it was an action taken as emergency evacuation...... so there is no reason I and the first should have something in common. However, you said we belong to the same race"

"Yea"

"Then he was mongoloid? A Japanese -- no way, but. From the continent?"

"Nay, he was Japanese"

Kissshot said an unexpected thing.

"A man I met in this country while I wasted my youth and gallivanted the world over. I learned Japanese at that time as well -- well, it seems the words have changed considerably"

"The Japan of 400 years ago......"

The Edo period? Was it?

I was also not good at Japan history.

Or rather, I am not good at everything except math.

"Then he was not a warrior, he was a samurai......"

"Hm? Ah, I think thou are right"

Kissshot nods.

"At any rate, he was a strong man"

"Hmmm -- however, if that's the case, it would have been better if you summoned him this time too. Since he is a subordinate, he too is like a servant, right? If that's the case, then you didn't have to walk a tightrope by using me--"

"Impossible. Because he is already dead"

Kissshot said as to interrupt my speech.

In fact, I'd say she practically interrupted it.

"That too is a fairly old story. ......Do thou remember? I must have told thee that when I fight sometimes I use a katana"

"Hm?"

Did she told me?

Well -- ah yes, when was it, it's something that came out when we talked about Dramaturgie's long swords. She should have mentioned producing a sword with the matter creation power.

I had completely forgot.

But I am glad I remembered it without having to tamper my brain.

"That katana I mentioned, was his memento"

She said.

Kissshot thrusts her own right hand shaped in a handchop in her belly. It goes through her dress, her fingertips bores through her internal organs easily.

And it was just ended without me tampering my brain......

Not minding me becoming dumbfounded, Kissshot pulls out the right hand from the belly -- and that hand was grasping something that looked like the hilt of a sword.

Moreover, the hilt of that sword -- a Japanese sword?

My guess was right on the mark.

The sword Kissshot drawn from her belly, with an overall length of 2 meters, was an oodachi.

"Youtou 'Kokorowatari' a first class blade by an unsigned swordsmith, but it seems he was quite renowned. Well, I do not understand it well -- but as long as it cuts it is enough" {Kokorowatari = heart crosser} {a "youtou" is a sword that has a supernatural air about it. Sometimes the term is rendered with "demon sword" or "enchanted blade", but "youtou" in itself doesn't imply neither evilness or magic}

"Eeh......"

Meanwhile Kissshot's belly wound is already healing -- then I looked at that katana. It's long...... although long, not as much as Dramaturgie's long blades. Nonotheless...... even though Dramaturgie's flamberges had a shape imbued with an artistic quality, Japanese swords in themselves have a unique charm.

If I had to say it, for Kissshot, with blond hair and a dress, a katana was a mis-match -- no, to begin with, no matter how sharp is the sword, is there really a weapon that could withstand vampire superhuman strength?

"Do not move"

She said.

Suddenly, Kissshot waved that sword, 'Kokorowatari'.

It looked like a movement that shook off even the dust attached to the sword -- however, it wasn't that.

"Hey--"

"Do not move. Now I have cut thee"

"E-Eeh?"

"Do thou feel pain?"

"Er, no--"

"Hmmm. That means my skill did not dull -- Thou can move at this point. Thou are already healing"

"Wh-What is it...... a second lie following the 'earth seven laps and a half' one? You say healing, but in my case the clothes don't heal...... where did you cut?"

"The torso, horizontally. I also cut something I could not stand"

"Could not stand!"

"Do not worry about the clothes. The sharpness of 'Kokorowatari' is authentic -- to the extent that if the cut ends are left alone for a while, they stick together. Of course, the merit goes to my skill though"

"............"

It seems true.

Is it for real......

"However, how come that sword could withstand your ability -- your physical strength? Wasn't that originally a common sword?"

"It is because even if thou say that, this is not the original. Using the original as raw material, the first subordinate created it with his own flesh and blood. Furthermore I am the one inheriting it. Well, because of the problem of the sword being too sharp, no matter how much I cut, it remains as before. Therefore, this could be said a katana suited to cut only Kaiis"

"Kaii -- cutter, huh"

"Exactly. 'Kokorowatari' being complicated to pronounce, the enemies passed it as 'Kaii Killer'. Originally Kaii Killer was not my nickname, it was the appellative of this sword"

While talking -- Kissshot puts the sword back in her belly.

It looked like she was doing seppuku.

Once again, she is immortal.

However, that katana -- was the memento of that first subordinate who should have had the same immortality, said Kissshot.

The first subordinate -- was already dead.

"An immortal vampire dying, in other words -- it means he was exorcised, right?"

Dramaturgie, Episode, Guillotinecutter -- people like those three should have existed even 400 years before.

However,

"Wrong"

Kissshot said.

"He was a man who would never be killed by anyone"

"Then what?"

Despite being immortal.

In which way did he die.

"Suicide"

Kissshot said indifferently.

With cold eyes -- staring at the town spreading below.

"It is the actual cause of death for vampires 90% of the times, a common reason"

"............"

"Incidentally the remaining 10% is due to incurring in vampire exorcism -- the other causes of death are something like a calculation error"

"Suicide, why?"

"Boredom kills the man, I guess they say"

Boredom -- kills the man.

Though a person dies even for feelings of guilt.

But boredom certainly kills.

"Well, it depends on situation and epoch, but, whether one is a genuine vampire or a former human, in most cases, it seems that vampires, after living 200 years, end up wishing death"

"But -- in what way could they suicide? Aren't they immortal?"

"Like thou did in the first day, throwing oneself under the sun is the quickest way -- well, it is something like jumping off a cliff"

"Don't put it so nicely......"

However -- maybe it was something like that.

He certainly had a death wish, Kissshot said to me that time.

"If we assume there was something that changed in that man, it was the fact he chose his own death, just some years after he became a vampire -- though in that short time, nothing changed much"

Because he did it in front of my eyes.

He threw himself under the sun.

Ostentatiously, while showing off.

Kissshot murmurs.

"Henceforth -- I never made another subordinate. Until I met thee"

"......Weren't you bored?"

I asked.

That might have been something I shouldn't have asked, though.

"You lived not just 200 years, you lived -- even 500 years"

"There is no way I was not bored"

Kissshot replied, without swearing.

"I have been idle all the time"

"............"

"Idle, idle -- there was nothing to do. If I did something, in reaction to my activity, vampire exorcists started followed me around -- like those three followed me during this time's sightseeing"

"Sightseeing"

I thought that was probably a lie.

Though I changed my mind and came to think it could be really true.

If before in this country.

She created the first subordinate--

"......However, thou did not bore me, servant. Thou -- everything you did was insane"

Perhaps thou was the first person in history who offered his neck to a vampire -- laughed Kissshot amused.

For her age appearance, that was an awfully childish way to laugh.

"Even calling me Kissshot all of a sudden"

"Ah...... about that, I didn't have time to ask you, but somehow everyone was surprised about it. Even Oshino. It's something I shouldn't do?"

"There is not a fool who calls a vampire by her true name"

"True name? Is it something like first name?"

"......It is stupid even to explain. Well, the world...... no, the epoch might be different -- Not just me. Even those three. I must be old fashioned with a fashion lag. If I want to fit in appropriately with the current epoch, after all maybe I should look like that brat"

"Wanting to have looks based on the style of Oshino...... no way. As if being flashy like that should be an ideal"

"More than an ideal, a fact"

Well, whatever, said Kissshot.

"This is the extent of what I can talk about. Aside that, I wanted to listen to thy story. Thou have lived 17 years, have thou not? There is no way thou lived idly. Try telling me something interesting"

"Whoa"

What a solemn style.

With that style telling an interesting story is a tall hurdle.

"E-Errr...... well, then one typical stupid short story. There is a man, well he was a good young man, but he had a troublesome fondness for alcohol. If it just comes to that, it was an individual idiosynchrasy, and he did as he pleased, but regrettably one day he was driving drunk, and he ran over a small girl crossing with a raised hand with the green light. Being drunk, at that time he didn't notice he ran over somebody, but the following day at the parking lot of his apartment he saw blood stuck to the bumper of his car, and he became aware of the incident. On the newspaper the man learns the name of the girl he ran over was 'Rika-chan'. Naturally, he should have given himself over, but the man was tormented. There shouldn't have been eyewitnesses, therefore if he stayed silent...... Meanwhile it became night. At that moment, the landline phone of the apartment received a call. 'I am Rika-chan. Now I am in front of the apartment'. Saying just that, she hung up. 'Rika-chan!? That's impossible!'. The man was shaken. However, that was certainly the voice of a little child. It was a lisping voice. Don't tell me the girl I ran over, that should have been dead......? Thereupon he received immediately a second call. 'I am Rika-chan. Now I am at the first floor'. The room where the man lived was at the fifth floor! 'Rika-chan' must have aimed there. Presuming so, the man goes beyond being shaken and becomes frightened. Moreover there was a third call. 'I am Rika-chan. Now I boarded the elevator', hey don't be sly!"

"............"

It wasn't received well.

In proportion to how long I spoke.

A reciting style that made aware of a comic storyteller, but I might have been more annoying than expected.

"Well, not like that, just normal funny stuff is enough"

"Guh......"

My pride was wounded!

Though I am fundamentally a straight man......

I can't stay silent being looked down like this!

"Well then, second part!"

"Ooh"

"Professor Clark said it -- 'Boys be anchovy'!" {Should be "Boys be ambitious"}

"............"

She isn't even smiling.

Even a one shot gag is no good.

"Then third part! I remembered it because a while ago the topic of world history came out, I will tell you my failure story!

"I am looking forward to it!"

"In the 'ABCD' of the 'ABCD blockade' that surrounded Japan before WWII, the question of writing each country name was proposed in a test -- to that question I answered this! 'A is America, B is United Kingdom, C is China, and...... D is Germany'!"

"............"

Kissshot inclines her head on the side.

She won't laugh even for a failure story.

"Errr......, if I had to say what's funny, is that I guessed B was United Kingdom, but for some reason I read D in romaji...... moreover Germany was siding with the Axis Powers, right?" {ABCD stands for American British Chinese Dutch. The names of these countries in Japanese are respectively "Amerika", "Igirisu", "Chuugoku", "Oranda". Araragi for D answered "Doitsu". In case someone wanted to know, Igirisu and Oranda come from Portuguese "Inglez" and "Holanda", while Doitsu comes from the Dutch "Duits"}

I explained my own gag.

In response to that Kissshot said.

"......What is the ABCD blockade?"

"You don't possess the common knowledge of a human!"

It was a sad way to miss the mark.

After that, in the end.

The hand of the clock passed midnight, and the date changed into April the 7th -- that is, until it became the last day of the Spring Break of Naoetsu private high school, I and Kissshot kept chatting above the roof of the ruin.

I had even felt that Kissshot's cold eyes were full of the will to shoot down the short stories I presented, but midway we both ended up with 'so much high spirits that everything is funny', and whatever we said we burst laughing.

I think it was mostly meaningless conversation.

I think it was a superficial conversation.

However -- perhaps.

When I will reflect back upon this Spring Break, the best memory left, that surely I won't ever be able to forget, will be in this day this moment this place, when I talked with Kissshot.

I believed it's because I laughed.

"Now then"

Even if she laughed so much she cried, while rubbing her eyes whose coldness nevertheless didn't disappear -- Kissshot stood up.

"It is time -- I will make thee a human"

"Ah, yeah"

That's right.

Damn, I carelessly forgot.

Is it normal to forget such an important thing...... I was a little shocked at myself.

I passed too much time having fun.

However -- the party was at its peak.

"Come to think of it -- the first subordinate never said he wanted to turn back into a human?"

"......Hm, it is complicated"

"Complicated, you say"

You use difficult Japanese.

"In those days for me it was impossible in any case to turn back someone into a human -- this time, if possible, I intend to capitalize on that lesson. Say, are thou ready?"

"Err...... maybe it's because I laughed too much, but I am a little hungry. Could I put something in my stomach before? Since the food if I remember well was exhausted, would I be in time if I went buying some before?"

"Hm? Well, certainly even I who suddenly returned to my complete form am feeling hunger -- however, can thou not even bear it?"

"Well, kind of"

"Do thou want to bring the portable food?"

"Portable food, you say"

What's that.

Must be outmoded sensibility.

"Well, it's my last night as a vampire, it's a point where I have a little reluctance to part. Is there something you'd like to eat?"

"I do not have likes or dislikes"

"Uhmmm"

Well, anyway, at this hour only the convenience store should be open, so from the beginning I don't have choice.

"Well, fine. Do whatever thou want, my servant. I will receive thy spirit of wanting to be my servant even if for just a little bit longer -- I will get ready at the second floor"

"OK"

And that said--

We put a closure to the conversation above the roof.

Although only the convenience store should be open, even with that convenience store I must go very far to buy something -- the round trip from the cram school ruin takes one hour.

If one doesn't use vampire running power, that is.

However -- I didn't feel like running.

Instead I purposely walked slowly.

Humph.

What a hassle.

I will turn thee back into a human -- she said.

I can't deny that indeed it made me a little nervous being told that so lightheartedly.

I am a chicken and a coward.

However -- the 'little reluctance to part' words said to Kissshot were a makeshift lie. Of course, I don't mean that I want to be Kissshot's servant for a little longer. Out of the question.

Just.

I loathed to part.

"......Uhmmm"

Perhaps...... it's the same even for Kissshot, I think.

Something she wanted to say about turning me back into a human.

In the end, there was no such thing.

She just -- genuinely wanted to chat with me.

To party.

"I don't know"

Kissshot Acerolaorion Heartunderblade.

The Iron-Blooded, Hot-Blooded, Cold-Blooded vampire

The legendary vampire.

Kaii Killer.

"Obviously -- she will go somewhere"

I got back all her body parts.

She shouldn't have a reason to stay in this town -- no, in this country any longer.

Sightseeing -- she said.

If I think about the first subordinate, surely this must have been something like a tour in a land of memories -- however, as far as her memories go, it only happened her worst memories got a recoating.

She had her heart stolen, she had her limbs stolen.

The second subordinate created in desperation was an ordinary person.

And that subordinate says he want to turn back into a human.

Though she said I didn't bore her.

"She was invited to become a god, and refused -- very different from Guillotinecutter"

Once she leaves this country.

She will wander around the world again, probably.

No, since she talked like she gallivanted in her youth, in these days maybe she doesn't travel like that anymore.

To begin with, I wonder if she could get on planes -- well, maybe she can just grow wings and fly in the air. That's a convenient body.

However, there is obviously no sorrow of parting.

Simply, what could be said to be Kissshot's bonds was roughly just me being a vampire, so I just feared being parted with that.

I felt that undoubtedly I understood the reason Oshino, that frivolous man, doesn't say a word of farewell.

"Well, it can't be helped"

If you meet, you will also part.

That's life.

Even though for Kissshot these two weeks were nothing but bad memories, looking back now, for me maybe it was not that bad of a Spring Break.

Maybe it was not that bad of a Spring Break.

What, I really come to think of it that way.

"Alright!"

I continued the party above the roof, and I opened the farewell party. Wanting to make it the most showy I could, at the convenience store I used up the money on hand and consumed it on cakes and other sweets, and then at a quick pace I returned to the cram school ruin.

On the way back.

While thinking I would still actually say words of farewell to Kissshot, I prepared myself -- and I arrived at the room at the second floor.

The date was April 7th.

The time was past 2:00 AM.

"I'm back"

With that feeling, I open the door as cheerfully as possible.

Kissshot was having a meal.

Munch munch, chomp chomp, crunch crunch.

Munch munch, chomp chomp, crunch crunch.

Munch munch, chomp chomp, crunch crunch.

Munch munch, chomp chomp, crunch crunch.

She was eating -- a human.

"......Eh?"

I drop the sack from the convenience store I was holding in my hand.

At that sound, Kissshot turns her head to me.

While her hands.

were holding a human head half eaten.

"Ah, servant -- thou were unexpectedly quick. However I did tell thee. It is manners not to be present when a lady is eating.

I recognized that head.

One of the three specialist of vampire exorcism.

The only human among them.

It was Guillotinecutter.

His body, his flesh was cut to pieces -- he was mangled to a size easy to eat.

A fish -- served whole.

"He showed up while I was waiting thee -- it seems even the barrier was not able to hide me at full power. However, since I was getting hungry, he came at the perfect time. he was a good tonic"

She said.

Kissshot gestured like she was seeking someone over my shoulder.

And then she inclined her head looking perplexed.

"What? That portable food with glasses and braids -- did thou not bring it with thee?"